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at 2:00 p.m. Pain seven out of ten. The anesthesia wore off slowly, in layers, like coming up from water. The first clear thing I saw was my parents standing at the door.
“Get out,” I said.
My voice was groggy from the anesthesia, but it was clear enough. The nurse escorted them away.
That same day, my bone marrow was infused into Claire. The transfusion continue reading …
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